Saturday, August 17, 2013

cracks

The broken lines of my body betray the words that drop from my lips.
I am strong I say.
I am good I say.
But the weight bears witness to the truth and all is not right with this world I inhabit. 
There are screams hidden inside my bones. 
They are seeping out of the growing fissures.
It will not be contained.
Ah love and the tricks it plays on a willful heart. 
Lessons not easily learned will never be forgotten. 
This I must believe.

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